The Wind

The Wind :

I saw you toss the kites on high

And blow the birds about the sky.

And all around I heard you pass.

Like ladies’ skirts across the grass –

Oh! Wind, a blowing a ll day long,

Oh! Wind, that sings so loud a song!



I saw the different things you did,

But always you yourself you hid.

I felt you push, I heard you call,

I could not see yourself at all –

Oh! Wind a blowing all day long,

Oh! Wind, that sings so louid a song!



O you that are so strong and cold,

O blower, are you young or old?

Are you a beast of field and tree,

Or just a stronger child than me?

O wind, a blowing all day long,

O Wind, that sings so loud a song!

(R.L.Stevenson)